Swinging her stick to block a man's long sword, Lin Yuan resigned herself to fate and closed her eyes as a large saber rushed towards her from behind. The last image in her mind was Xia Zheng's excited, nervous, and ecstatic face as he personally placed the Jade Pendant on her that night.
"Goodbye, Xia Zheng."
In her past life, she died at the hands of bandits; unexpectedly, in this life, she was to die the same way. Lin Yuan hadn't even had time to mourn her tragic fate when suddenly she heard the sounds of stabbing and the clang of long swords falling to the ground beside her.
Not feeling the pain of the saber entering her body, Lin Yuan opened her eyes in shock. She saw a shadow moving like a whirlwind among the bandits, darting back and forth. Bandits didn't even have time to cry out before their throats were slit and they fell to the ground dead.